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meta (not) monday and other stuff
Starting with an aside, I’ll just note that it drove me nuts when the company that makes and runs that dystopian social network—you know the one—decided to call itself meta. Many wager that they stole the term from Neal Stephenson’s classic novel Snow Crash which itself was a fiction-shaped social commentary on the explosive expansion
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half life
This is not a game. I did the math. I was exactly half the age I am today when I wrote my first blog post. Maybe that’s nothing. Maybe that’s everything. I’m not sure I’m equipped to tell you either way. Take my age today, divide by two and that many years, months, days ago
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writing: enough
It’s all well and good to write about writing but at the end of the day you’ve really just got to sit down and do it. It’s mid-June and Father’s day is approaching. This is something of an anniversary for me because on the day after Father’s day, two years ago, I had a meeting
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on writing absurdity
How does one write for absurdity? After all, what is the absurd. The unexpectedly humourous. The weird confluence of ideas, people, situations and object that don’t normally belong together? Or more than that, shouldn’t belong together. Things that clash in their purpose. How does one pull from a rational brain ideas that align with the
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essays in downshift
Of all the things I could be writing here, what I should be writing more of is words on the process of shifting careers. I’m practically overflowing with experience in that lately. *sigh* It’s funny, actually. I am sitting here in the sun of a cafe patio sipping my morning coffee and staring blankly at